Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Don't get me wrong, I am so grateful to have my two wonderful college-age roommates. They are smart, beautiful, full of laughter, and most importantly: they remind me to be thankful that college is far behind me. But this morning, as I filled the coffee pot, I glanced out the kitchen window to the sky that was promising an incredible debut of the sun. And it hit me. I miss my husband. I miss living in a true home, being part of a partnership that is facing this world and all its challenges together, feeling grounded in a solid 'coupleship'. I miss making coffee for two, and watching a sunrise together.